“You say you want variety and yet you are too busy painting all your walls the same color.”

Now I just say my words bleed from wounds that never healed.

Strength runs through our veins that’s why even when we fall we always get up.

Don’t be deceived beloved no one really knows what they’re doing.

I tried to write you something uplifting but I could only see grey.

It’s the holidays that mean to spread love and cheer to all who are near.

Trust can burn bridges and as easily burn them down, don’t play with it.

Breathe my dear, just breathe and this too shall surely pass it will not break you.

I am done apologizing for things I have no need to be sorry for.

And why is it that we smile, even though deep down despair eats our hearts?

I’ll say it again even though I say it all the time whatever is meant to be for me will indeed surely be mine.

I did everything I could to make it work I was casting nets into the ocean and all they were doing was returning back empty.

You ask me questions that you don’t want to know the answer to.

Fly me to the moon but desert me there that I might finally breathe.

We wilted – like weeping willows wallowing wistfully in the wind.

You are not your pain you are pure infinity and a little more.

And I refuse to apologize until the very end for the way that I feel – my feelings are valid too.

The love we give away is the only love we keep.

Every choice we make contains the energy of either faith or fear, and the outcome of every decision reflects to some extent that faith or fear. This dynamic of choice guarantees that we cannot run away from ourselves or our decisions.

There are two ways to get enough. One is to continue to accumulate more and more. The other is to desire less.

Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.

The true secret of spiritual strength is self-distrust and deep humilty.

Please, tell me who you are and what you want. And if you think those are simple questions, keep in mind that most people live their entire lives without arriving at an answer.

When a man is not deeply convicted of sin, it is a pretty sure sign that he has not truly repented. Experience has taught me that men who have very slight conviction of sin sooner or later lapse back into their old life.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.